I cut reality into a movie

However, as the headlights at the casino door gradually turned from gold to red, under the smudge of this strong red light, Romon's face became more and more red, as if polluted by the blood reflected in his eyes. , getting darker and more chaotic.

Until the end, he suddenly laughed.

The corners of the mouth on both sides were raised high, and the eyes narrowed into a dangerous slit.

Then, he took out a lighter, lit the camel cigarette in his mouth, and inhaled the filthy smoke into his lungs.

Turning around and heeling to the ground, Romon walked into Dafa Cai Casino without haste.

At this time, the camera didn't move at all, just filming Romon going further and further away, until the figure was completely submerged in the shadow of the casino.

Then the camera began to move up, following the pace of Romon fighting inside, slowly moving up, and finally, the camera came to the eastmost room on the third floor.

This is the office of the boss of Dafa Cai. Through the silk curtains, one can be seen surrounded by many figures from the window.

It was the boss of Dafa Cai who was surrounded by Kim Sang-cheol and others.

"You son of a bitch, you should understand that this is the price of betrayal."

Kim Sang-cheol shook the blood from his fist, waved behind him and said, "Ren Yong, it's agreed, this person belongs to you."

Following the direction of Kim Sang-cheol's waving, the boss of Dafa Cai looked over his swollen eyes, as if he wanted to see what kind of rookie he would die in the hands of.

After all, they were all mixed up in the same church at the beginning, and the boss of Dafa Cai was also very used to this, the initiation ceremony for newcomers to kill traitors.

He turned his neck with difficulty and looked behind Kim Sang-cheol.

Then, others are stupid.

The newcomer didn't see it, but the blood man saw one.

The gray Armani suit on Romon's body was already stained black and red by blood. It looked like he had experienced a brutal battle.

Seemingly seeing the doubt in Dafa Cai’s boss’s eyes, Kim Sang-cheol smiled and introduced: “You are a traitor, you son of a bitch, and we have welcomed an outstanding and loyal soldier.”

"Remember his name, the name of the god of death who sent you to heaven."

"Park In-yong."

Listening to Kim Sang-cheol's introduction, the boss of Dafa Cai twitched his bloody lips and muttered, "Park...in..."

boom!

Without giving the casino owner a chance to finish his sentence, Romon decisively pulled the trigger.

The swaying projectile pierced the casino boss's eyebrows, and the boss chair behind him, and finally sank into the expensive mahogany floor of the office.

At this time, the camera continued to zoom out from the single hole on the ground.

After leaving the casino, continue to rise.

In the end, overlooking the entire Las Vegas in the sky, overlooking this gambling city full of gold and sin, and then gradually dimmed.

Wait until the lens lights up again.

It was Romon who came out of a bright and clean Armani store.

On his body was a pure black Armani tailored suit. In addition to the suit, there was also a matching shirt, a matching tie, and even a matching diamond brooch.

"Ah Xiba, Renyong, you have a custom-made suit, at least [-] dollars?"

Watching the shotgun change, Romon, who had the air of a successful man, said with envy to the curly-haired old man who was sitting next to him.

"It's all Brother Zaizhong's order."

Luo Meng shrugged and said: "Brother Zaizhong gave me the money to buy a suit, if I didn't spend the money on the suit, I would have violated Brother Zaizhong's order. "

"Hey hey, good boy, you are obedient enough."

Curly leaned forward, bumped his shoulder against Romon and said with a smile: "But no matter how expensive your clothes are, they can't cost fifty thousand dollars, right? What are you going to do with the rest of the money?"

"Find some good guns." Romon patted the bulge on his waist: "Now I have discovered the importance of this thing in the United States."

"If you still have money left after finishing the gun, go make money from the money." Romon said, his eyes wandering to the casino in the distance.

"Your idea is simple enough, but you think that your family owns the casino, and you will get rich when you go there."

Glancing at the confident expression on Romon's face, Curly asked: "Hey, by the way, I remember the night I met you at the casino, didn't you have a big American girl on the left and a big American girl on the right? How come you recently I won't listen to you anymore."

"Oh Xiba, don't mention those big American girls to me."

Luo Meng shook his head annoyedly: "On the second day after we came back from Dafa Cai, didn't I go back to the hotel to pack my things? I just thought that I have money in my pocket now, and I have to satisfy my hunger."

"Then I picked a woman with huge breasts on the street, and it turned out to be fine from a distance. After I brought it back to the hotel, I was almost suffocated to death. The smell of mutton completely shattered my illusions. gone."

Seeing the bitter look on Romon's face, Curly laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha! Ren Yong, you really don't know how to spend money! How dare you find women on the streets of Las Vegas! What do you think? Women solicit customers on the street?"

"But isn't it like this in all the American movies I watch? I thought it was different from the domestic customs." Luo Meng looked aggrieved.

"Boy, don't watch American movies in the future. They are all fake and purely fooling people. I will go to Tulsa in a few days. I will take you to some really good places."

While laughing, he patted Romon's shoulder, and Curly said, "Tomorrow we're leaving for Tulsa. If you're free today, hurry up and find a private hospital."

"Check what?"

"What do you think?"

Curly's eyes looked at Romon's waist and abdomen.

"Oh fuck!"

"Very well, your swearing is very American. If you continue to work hard, you will be able to truly adapt to American life."

Curly-hair smiled, and after chatting with Romon for a few words, he took his leave and left.

Looking at his back, Luo Meng narrowed his eyes slightly: "No, didn't I pass the test that night in the bloody battle at the casino? Why did you come here to talk to me again?"

"Isn't it because I have a problem with my performance these days? Not at all, I have been a professional actor for a long time, and I have never been seen to have a problem."

Just relying on reasoning, Romon really couldn't figure out where there was something wrong with his performance, so he decisively changed his mind and decided to give it a shot.

Taking out his mobile phone, he looked through Li Zaizhong's recent communication records, and he saw an internal letter that was only circulated among the upper echelons of the church.

There are many contents in the letter, but there is only one related to Romon: Someone in the upper echelons of the church has received a tip-off that they have learned that the FBI is going to place undercover agents in the church recently, so that all the upper echelons of the church should pay attention when recruiting people.

"Hey guy, is this the FBI? Can a colander be like this?"

Looking at the information that he and Tifa were lurking, it was so easily known by the Church of the Holy One, Romon really didn't even know which direction to spit it out.

However, he changed his mind and thought that the undercover information being mastered by the enemy has always been a necessary part of undercover movies, because only when the undercover identity is in jeopardy, the audience will get the kind of intense dopamine secretion.

Of course, there is still a certain gap between reality and movies.

As for his undercover information, Romon couldn't capture in real time when it would be leaked, and to whom it would be leaked, so he couldn't prepare the audience for the tension in advance.

But the east is not bright, the west is bright.

If it was Romon's own undercover identity that was exposed, it would indeed be a little tasteless, but what if the undercover 'someone else'?

So in order to make the plot more ups and downs, Luo Meng directly said a motto, changing his undercover information from undercover 'Park In-yong' to undercover 'Lee Jae-joong'.

In this way, as long as Romon performs well enough and climbs fast enough, he will eventually even be able to stage a scene where the 'loyal' Park In-yong sinks the 'hateful inner ghost' Lee Jae-joong into the Arkansas River.

That plot is exciting to think about.

As for whether Romon's operation will cause chaos within the FBI, it will not, because the FBI undercover list is stored in an independent database, and only the person in charge of the task can view it with a special secret order.

The person in charge of Romon and Tifa is Sherlock. Unless there is something wrong with him and the person in charge needs to be changed, Romon's undercover information will never be checked.

If someone saw it by accident, it could only be the insider of the FBI bought by the Holy One Church.

As for Tifa's information, firstly, Romon cannot modify other people's information out of thin air, and secondly, it is impossible for Tifa to actually sneak into the Holy One Church and become the mistress of President Shi Dongchu.

A person who doesn't have much contact with the Holy One Church can't be called a ghost if he is discovered, and he won't even attract the attention of the Holy One Church.

After all, the third person is the big melon of the inner ghost, which must make the existence of Tifa dispensable.

With full anticipation for the plot, Romon stopped a taxi and drove to a specialized andrology clinic in Las Vegas.

The girl he called that day must have been played by a robot, but he still has to get the inspection report that should be there, for no reason, just for the sake of a comprehensive performance.

the other side.

In the presidential suite of the Sunset Hotel, Curly scratched his fluffy hair and reported Romon's situation to Li Zaizhong nervously.

The communication he just had with Luo Meng was all instructed by Li Zaizhong, in order to further confirm Luo Meng's true identity.

"So, he behaved completely fine?"

Listening to Curly's report, Li Zaizhong picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip.

"Back to the boss, there is no problem at all. I even watched the video of Park Renyong's meeting at the hotel that day. He did enter the room with a blond woman with big breasts in his arms. Everything he said is true."

Curly Hair emphasized Luo Meng's innocence again, and Li Zaizhong nodded slightly and said: "Hehe, I knew that my vision must be fine, and anyone I like is good."

"And think about it carefully, even if the FBI inserts nails into the church, it should also insert nails in Tulsa. Why did they come to Las Vegas?"

"Not to mention, the meeting between Ren Yong and I was completely a coincidence. It was I who gave him money before he and I had an intersection. How could he have a problem? I'm too sensitive."

Rubbing his nose, Li Zaizhong said to himself, after erasing all the suspicions of Luo Meng, he smiled at Curly:

"Zicheng, in the future, you will show more benevolence and courage. He is ruthless, you have brains, and with the loyalty of the two of you, you will make a great career."

"Yes, boss."

Listening to Li Zaizhong's encouragement, a hint of amusement flashed in Curly's eyes: Loyalty, I do have absolute loyalty to the CIA.

Li Zaizhong, you are too accurate.

Chapter 065 The undercover agents of the two organizations have each come up with a plan, what should I do now that the car crashes?

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The air in San Francisco is humid and salty with the ocean.

The air in Las Vegas is dry with the roughness of the desert.

Then the air in Tulsa is warm and moist with a touch of grassland freshness.

Getting out of the cramped compartment of the Kia sedan, the first thing Romon did was to let go of all the cells in his body to enjoy the refreshing air to relieve the exhaustion of the journey.

He came to Tulsa from Las Vegas by car.

Along the way, he has fully realized the cruel gap between reality and movies.

In the movie, the director usually shows the underworld elements bold and unrestrained, free and easy, doing whatever they want, and highlighting that one can do whatever he wants.

But in reality, gang members are quite hard-working. Except for the high-ranking gangsters like Li Zaizhong who have already joined the gang, other ordinary gangsters at the bottom of the gang are not much better than the hard-working gangsters.

For example, on this return trip, Lee Jae-joong, as the leader of the church, received a first-class ticket directly, enjoying the service of the beautiful flight attendant, and returned to Tulsa happily.

As for Luo Meng and his group, four or five big men were squeezed into a small car. They endured the smell of sweat and smoke all the way, and drove back tiredly. There was no sense of comfort and ease.

"Ren Yong."

Kim Sang-cheol, the foreman of the thugs, walked up to Romon who was stretching, raised his hand and threw over a phone card: "People who contact the church in the future are only allowed to use this phone card."

"Also, if one day you are targeted by the note, no matter what method you use, I must destroy this card before the note catches you. Tiaozi got the evidence, understand?"

"Brother Xiangzhe, I understand!"

Romon held the phone card tightly and made a serious promise.

"Very well, I just like your seriousness."

Nodding satisfied, Kim Sang-che waved to Curly who was not far behind Luo Meng: "Zicheng, come here too."

"Brother Xiangzhe, please order." Scratching the curly hair on his head, Cui Zicheng, an old man with curly hair, stepped forward as a CIA undercover agent.

"Zicheng, Renyong, I know that both of you are ambitious people, and I also know that Brother Zaizhong values ​​you both very much, so the things in Luther Street will be in charge of you two from now on."

Listening to Kim Sang-cheol's task arrangement, before Romon said anything, the other Saint One Cult thugs exclaimed first: "Luther Block! They were actually assigned to Luther Block!"

"Is there any problem in the Luther block?" Romon asked doubtfully.

"It's not a big problem. The Tulsa Police Department, the native Indians, and a motorcycle gang called the Thunder Gang are all active in that neighborhood."

There was a bitter expression on the curly-haired brother's face.

He is a CIA undercover agent, and he came to Shengyi Church with a mission. The place he really wants to go is as close to the center of the church as possible, where he can get in touch with the top of the church and the goals of the mission.

Instead of running to the chaotic Lutheran neighborhood, when will it be time to really get mixed up from the grassroots or through meritorious deeds?

"Chaos also often means greater opportunities for meritorious service."

Seeing that Cui Zicheng's face was getting more and more depressed, Kim Sang-cheol quickly interrupted: "Zicheng, think about that bitch who abandoned you back then, and you will understand that you need this opportunity."